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Mar 11,2007
Princess Hannah Belle is now running and breathing freely at the Rainbow Bridge w/Joe
Mar 11,2007
Hannah...we are praying for you and your family.
Jan 29, 2007
Hannah, You are such a gentle soul. The kindness in your eyes tells how very very sweet you are. Your mommy is doing everything possible on this earth to make you well again and alleviate any pain you may have. Keep fighting, beautiful girl.

Hannah was one of the luckiest rescue puppies in the world. She had Lou for her mommy. She was so sweet and so gentle. I'm sure that Lou, The Bear, and Punky Velour are all lost without their quiet little touchstone. I'm sure that Joe (the big dog in the pictures) was watching over her and was there to greet her as she saw the light.

Grieve not,
nor speak of me with tears,
but laugh and talk of me
as if I were beside you...
I loved you so --
'twas Heaven here with you.

by Isla Paschal Richardson

Queen Hera 11/30/1996 - 01/04/2002

My dearest "Lady Bug", Mommy & Daddy are soo sorry!!! I hope you know that, and how much we love you and miss you so dearly, are hearts are so heavy and sad. We miss you so much. You left us so unexpectedly, 1/4/02 was suppose to be such a happy day, your babies were coming, we never imagined saying "hello" to your 6 beautiful babies and saying "goodbye for now" to you. I promised you before you went for your c-section that everything would be okay and we would see you soon...we just never expected you wouldn't make it. I know you know how beautiful all you babies are and that your watching over them. I couldn't keep my promise to you, but I promise I will take care of your babies. What a legacy you left us. You filled are hearts with love and happiness since you were 8 wks old!! Thank you for the 5 yrs we had together, you were such a beautiful Boxer, never have we met a Boxer with a more loving, warm personality. I know you LOVED us, I only pray that you know how much we love you and how sorry we are!! We would have never risked losing you, if we had ever thought that this would have turned out this way. We love you and miss you!!!!!!!

Love always, Mommy & Daddy

Her little grave is within my sight from every window, marked by a cross with a decorative bird attached. I have a photo of her in nearly every room, yet it doesn't ease the pain.

Hissy, I will always love you and miss you!

You know one could say and it would be true,

Hugger Doyle, a spot of gold, an endless treasure,

Not even loving words could begin to describe the likes of you,

Your loving and affectionate character, an endless measure,

Of all the little dachshunds, this one, God brought us, together.

Sleep well little one, Gods' truth you must know,

See you Hugs, on the other side of the rainbow.

Indy- He was a magnificent and beautiful canine Friend and Nephew, who passed away recently. He was the son to my Friend and Sister: Caty. Indy and Caty built many wonderful memories along the way and it was such a pleasure to be a part of his short but happy life. I watched him grow from a cute little puppy to a strong and faithful dog. His little personality was strong and he made many friends (human and canine) in every dog park he visited. I had the honor of taking care of Indy a few times and loved to go on walks with him and watch him trot like a little horse. Indy meant the world to his Mommy Caty and I know how much she is hurting right now. He is in doggy heaven now and is probably playing with his feline Cousin: Gregory.

Indy, we will miss you always and will love you always! Thank you for all the beautiful memories that you have left behind.

Aunty Chanu

Inky Dink would prance around and play
Aloving cat - A beautiful cat
He went outside to play one day
And never came home again.
Inky Dink - did the car i heard outside
Invite you in to play?
Did you trust them and go inside the car?
I wish I knew what happened
I will always miss you - my Inky Dink
It's been over a year now
I think I must accept
I will never hear your voice again.

I am writing this as a memory and tribute to my best friend that I have ever known. His name was Jake. We named him after a character that John Wayne played in the move "Big Jake". We had to put him to sleep at 1:00 A.M. January 10th. I watched him take his last breath on this earth. He was a great dog, friend, companion, and defender. I have never felt such sadness and grief. I can only hope that in the days and weeks ahead we can build a lasting memorial to this big boy that everyone loved so much. 

I love you Jake, I miss you Jake, I know that we will meet again.

Love Dad

To my baby. You were my best friend or my "furry face brother" as mom always said. I remember picking you up from the humane society when I was only 3-years-old. I was so proud of you and showed you off to the whole neighborhood. Since that day I never spend a day without you. You filled my heart with joy and I loved every minute with you. You were the sweetest boy and all you ever wanted was to be with us. When mommy called to tell me you passed away It was the worst feeling in the world, because in my 20 years of life I really havent known life without you, we were buds and grew up together. It feels so lonely without you greeting us as we walk in the door and not having you lying right next to me. I love you with all my heart and know you will never be forgotten. Mommy and I miss you more than words can truly explain, but as sad as I am I know I will meet you again. Until that day know you are loved and never forgotten baby. Love you. Your Sissy.

In Honor of Jasmine - September 10th, 2003
 
We don't really know Jasmine's breed or age....she came into my daughter's life shortly after she left home for college @ U of A in Tucson.  My daughter Summer was walking through a mall where pet's who were about to be put to sleep were up for adoption (this is how Jasmine's sister, Bijon had come into Summer's life; as she puts it: "...saving her from death row...") 
 
Summer tried to walk past & not get caught up when Jasmine reaches out of her cage & wraps her paws around Summer's ankle pleading for her to take her home.  Summer looked @ all the cute little kittens who were being adopted & finding homes as she stood there.  She looked down @ Jasmine & saw she was older than the rest & knew her chances of survival were not as good as the younger ones.
 
That was enough for her....she took her new fur baby home (Jasmine's early days were spent on top the fridge until Bijon finally accepted her) & emails & conversations would inlude their antics.  Jasmine's been with her all this time, even after graduating college & moving to Dallas...until yesterday when she passed.
 
I will always be grateful for the love & companionship Jasmine & Bijon have given my daughter in my place; it keeps me from worrying about our miles apart & lonliness.
 
So much so, that even though I have not been able to bring myself to do a tribute to my 17yr old Goofy Brindle Pit Dane who made his passing in March (I become too overwhelmed, cry & leave the site),  I feel compelled to do this one for Summer & Jasmine (and I'm still crying my eyes out!).
 
Thank you Jasmine for touching our lives!
 
"Grandma Sue" in Dolan Springs AZ

In Memory of Jasper
When the moment came and you died my heart split in two .The outside filled with memories, the other died with you,
I often lay awake at night and remember how you use to lay there with me. I now take a walk down Memory lane with tears upon my cheek.
Remembering you is easy , I do it every day . Missing you is a heart ache that never goes away .
I hold your memory in my heart and there you will remain.
I love you Jasper     Love Bonnie
Jasper was a stray who came in to my life at the age of Nine.. When she was 14 she became a diabetic.. For three years I took the best of care of her and monitored her insulin and sugars... It was cancer that took her in the end...

My sweet little purring quaker girl. Though she was a rescue only with us three months,  she stole my heart and flew away with it on 12-21-03. I had been trying to rescue her for over a year. By the time I got her it was to late. She was to far gone. I did what I could and gave her the best three months of her life. She was the sweetest most trusting bird I ever knew.
 Fly free Jassy.  I hope someday we meet again.

Jeannie, my little buddy, passed away today on Feb. 5, 2002. This poor little girl had been through alot in her life. She belonged to my Mom to keep her company. After 4 years my Mom passed away, and Jeannie wasn't the same. She stayed with my sister because my landlord wouldn't let me keep her with me. (Although they have a dog, go figure). Anyway, after my Mom passed away, Jeannie, started to get so many health problems, but she was a fighter and a survivor. She saw us through my Mom's death, (its hard to cry when u have a yorkie holding your face with both paws and licking away the tears), because she was my mothers, she was at the funeral and the wake. She stayed quietly by, and wondered why her 'Mom' was asleep. She cried with us. At the church, she was accepted as a part of the family and quietly sat in our laps. During the prayer, and the priest asked everyone to kneel and bow their heads, Jeannie, being held by my sister, put her two paws on the pew in front of her, and literally bowed her head down. The priest thought she was so quiet and well behaved, and told everyone that she was a good 'catholic' and quieter than any child. He said she was always welcome in church. She was always quiet, but glad to give a wet kiss hello when anyone needed it. She watched over my nephew when we babysat, and always hovered around him to make sure he was okay. When my mother went through radiation, Jeannie was welcomed by the staff, and cheered up many cancer patients. They would hold her, pet her, and talk to her, and she always seemed as if she was listening to every word, when no one else would. She got us through tears and joy, she was always there, just holding her was therapeutic. When we were sick, she stayed close by and wouldn't leave our side. Her only vices were mints, especially Tic Tacs.lol. Then if there was one in a mile radius, she would find it. lol. As she got ill, which no matter how many vets we took her to, couldn't find anything wrong, she had lost her hair, and grew it back, and because of the medications they tried, she ended up with enlarged, heart, among other things, She also developed seizures. She couldn't be left alone because of her medications and illness. So she stayed with me during the day. You would never know anything was wrong to look at her, even though she got out of breath sometimes, she still wanted to play and bark and act like a puppy even though she had just turned 10. Its been a hard six years for her, My Mom is gone 6 years as of Feb. 3rd. She's fought, and has been a survivor, then one night, she gets so sick, that her poor heart gave out. I thought she'd always fight. So many times we and the vet thought that was it, but she came out fighting. And she seemed more angry when she got sick (like the seizures) and pushed herself to come out of them. I could never have the courage and fight that she had in the last 6 years and the determination to be ok. She may have been just a 'dog' to some people, but those people don't understand what she's been through and the feelings she had in those expressive eyes. She was family, she was there for us no matter what, making us smile or laugh. She was like a baby, when she got sick, having to be cared for, but she always had that spark in her eyes. Today, the spark left her eyes, the fight left her heart, and it was time to go home. I know she's with my Mom now, wagging that little stubby tail and barking a happy bark that she finally can run again without getting tired, and breath easy and feel as a puppy again, and finally be able to kiss my Mom hello again. I know she's ok now, I know she is happy now, but it feels like someone has ripped out a part of my heart, a part of my life. The tears stream down as I write this, knowing I will never hear her happy bark, or feel her sleeping close to me, (or hear her snore.lol)or the way she would snuggle down between my husband Paul and I, like a child looking for security, or hold her when I'm sad again. My little 'baby' is gone, and I'm gonna miss her so much.

Jo

My Jenny
 
You came to me on a beautiful October day,
Looking down from a little cage at an animal haven,
I couldn't let you stay.
 
In my sleep I had dreamed of a little frightened cat named Jenny just the night before.
And here you were -- your sweet calico face wanting me to care.
So, home we went, a "middle-aged cat" for a "middle-aged lady" !
Instant friends we became right from the beginning.
 
You seemed more like a dog than a cat!  Everywhere I went you would follow, always there to greet me with your pink nose pushing through the opening door.
Your tail would quiver and instead of a bark, I was welcomed with loving nuzzles and a loud, squeaky purr.
 
How sweet you were, so full of fun,
Many laughts I had as you sat in the vanity sink watching as I put my makeup on!
 
Sunny windows, rustling plastic sacks, giving lots of kitty kisses to Heidi (our other resident cat),
Cuddling up with me on our very soft couch --all of these were your favorite things without a doubt.
 
You were a beautiful and gentle creature, whose spirit filled my heart making me so happy.
I'll forever be grateful I was blessed with you, my precious friend, my little love, my sweet girl,
My Jenny.

Dear Jersey Sweetie,
Today is March 29th.2002. It has been 2 weeks since you left us. Today is a
rainy, dreary day, and also Sunday. I miss you most on Sundays because you
were so much a part of this day. Settling in to read the paper with me,
right there at my feet on the couch. I miss you so baby. I am so sorry I
didn't't wait another day, to bring you home with me that afternoon and have
the evening to talk to you and tell you what I thought was going to be best
for you, and give me a little time to get used to the idea. I am so sorry
Jersey honey, I am so sorry. I miss you terribly. I picked up your ashes
from the vets this past Wed. and talked to you on the way home. I have made
a little tribute area on the fireplace hearth, with your picture, your brush
and blanket, and the sympathy cards. My days go on, life is going on, and I
am getting used to the idea of you not being here; I am getting used to you
not being there at the door when I come home...but I still miss you so. I
feel so alone with my grief. It is such a lonely place. When I was faced
with this much emotional pain in the past you were always there by my side
to comfort me. I miss you so my little baby. My only comfort is hoping that
you heard me, you really, really heard me when I was talking to you at the
vets after you had passed, holding you in the towel in which they wrapped
you up. Telling you how much I loved you and that I wanted you to be free of
pain and discomfort. It is just so hard my little baby; mommy really, really
misses you. You will always be in my heart and soul...until we meet again
sweetie.

Dear Jersey,
I have been going over and over in my mind the events that led up to last Friday, March 1